I’m righting a book called: Traitor from the start. Again Jay was stealing, again Jay was being chased, again Jay was arrested, again, he was proud of it.
‘’Psss!’’
‘’Hay Leo.’’ Leo was Jay’s brother but not exsactly what you would call friendly.

I’m writing one called: A Tale Of Two Princes.
Here’s the opening paragraph:

Adrian stared out his bedroom window into the kingdom below. His kingdom. He would’ve expected to feel something as he whispered it,
power, glory, pride, but all he felt was sadness. Sadness that he wasn’t his father’s child, sadness that he would live the rest of his life
unhappy. And anger. Hot, burning, rage at his father for making him accept the crown, and forcing him to propose to Princesses Ivee of
the Lakes Tropicana. Sure, she was beautiful, but it wasn’t what he really wanted. He wanted to get out in the world, feel free and glorious,
happy and content. He wanted to explore the vast oceans, climb the highest mountains and wander the breathtakingly beautiful countryside.
But here he was, trapped in a castle, grand as it was and ready to live the rest of his life in fear, sadness and slow, dying hope that had been
flickering in his heart like a candle about to die, and turn his world into dark despair.

Tell me what you think!

Me too! I am bored of the holidays. Nothing to do. I still have to do tests in the holidays.

Kind of. It’ll be my last year so in my school we put on a play. I wonder what it’ll be. Any suggestions?

So excited to get back to school

I think the holiday is fun, but I am excited for school

same.

i am. When i go back to school it will be my last year of primary school